I know
things that
I do not know
how
I know
They are
whispers
of wisdom
that echo in
my brain
They come
from me
and yet they
do not
begin in me
They are born
out
of my
experience
culled from
my
knowledge and
my mind
They are a
brain
chemistry solution
of fear love
hope
and Apocalypse
They are
echoes
of humanity’s
war torn
history
I do not
invite them
They form
unbidden
in the
darkness of my
collective unconsciousness
They speak
to me
of global
unrest
a whirlpool
of
blood and
violence
They are how
I
recognize our
current state
They are how
I know
what is
about to
be unveiled
Would that I
could
rid myself
of their
dire warnings
and depressing
presence
Instead I
wait
and watch
as they
unfurl
like the
plot
of a too oft’
read
book
We are these days witness
to the
self-fulfilling
prophecies of
hate and
hurt
war and peace
Before the
storm
passes we
will
all be
changed
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